Gina's education is proceeding in phases. There are times, when she really is the nicest and most well-behaved dog on earth. This might continue for weeks at a time. And then there are times, when she apparently thinks that she kinda prevails and she is controlling us, trying to force her ways. Today is one of the "La Gina has the upper hand" days. I hate it.
In the morning we got up early to go to SENASA (again). The EU customs form for dogs was - claro - not prepared by the SENASA guy. So we have to come back on Wednesday. Oh and btw, they changed the fees for their 'service': two weeks ago, we would have paid 32 ARS. On Friday we paid 320 ARS. Government decided to raise fees for holiday season. Thx a bunch...
When we came back Gina was gone. Or so we thought. She actually got out to the balcony to get inside the bedroom through the open window. So we found her sleeping in my bed. She knows, that she is not allowed to do that. She was apparently feeling very guilty, so I did not say too much. I was growling at her a little, but kept it easy. In the end it was our own fault to leave the window open.
We went to migraciones as well to pay for the extension of my tourist visa. As I have been staying in Argentina for more than 90 days, I had to pay 300 ARS for 90 additional days. Fair deal. Migraciones are cool. It was fairly quickly done, although I messed up, because we had to provide copies of my passport's first pages and the actual immigration stamp defining the start date of my current stay in Argentina. So first we got there with the already prepared copy of the first pages. Guy told us, that we had to provide the other copy as well. We went to the bank to pay the fee, made the other necessary copy. But I left the copy of the first pages at home... :) ... stupid me... So the next time we got there, we provided him with the payment receipt and the second copy missing the first copy. But the migraciones guy prepared everything anyway. Really nice chap...
During lunch Gina was basically expecting us to feed our food to her and she was trying to force her way. She fell back into her old routine: running around bothering us while we ate, begging for food, laying down on my feet, licking my feet, trying to jump into my lap etc. Usually we make her sit on her 'spot' during our meals, i.e. if she is staying on an old towel she is getting treats. But she was not staying on her spot, so she was not getting too much food for lunch (as per the rule she is properly fed in the evening; rest of the food is handed out through the day as treats in context of "positive reinforcement" [i.e. she gets food, if she does something we like; and we usually "play" with her to give her the opportunity])
Around four the guys from the logistics company showed up and picked up the boxed for P.'s parents. Easy, easy, easy... Nine boxes shipped to Chaco.
Afterwards we quickly went out to get some facturas. We were away... for... five... minutes. When we came back, Gina had spread the whole waste in the kitchen. And she had eaten a whole lot of fat, we removed from the bife we had for lunch. This time I was really angry and I was telling her off (even though I know that yes, if the dog is misbehaving it is always my fault; and yes, we should have removed the waste before leaving).
While we were walking her she was constantly pulling the leash. I hate it, when she does that. Now she continues to actively bother us in her old ways: barking at us, trying to jump into our laps, trying to catch our attention by any means.
I know, that she is affected by all the migration action, packing boxes etc. When we were packing our suitcases, she apparently thought we might leave her alone and she seemed to be sad. We are behaving differently and she notices. So yes, it is a traumatic experience for Gina as well. But sometimes, sometimes it is just hard to stay calm, when she is trying to force her ways.
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